In the Dirt
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We plant our garden
And dig out weeds.
We make mud pies
And jump in puddles.
We drive the pylons
That become our homes.
And live our lives.
And bury our dead.
We plant our garden
And dig out weeds.
We make mud pies
And jump in puddles.
We drive the pylons
That become our homes.
And live our lives.
And bury our dead.
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